Appalachian Rain Lyrics - Singles - Berg Matraca

He came into town in the early springtime 

To work with my daddy down in the mines 

It was hot in the summer when he said goodbye 

And he left me a secret I can no longer hide 

Now the only thing here that is welcoming me 

Is a cold rainy morning, and a Greyhound bus seat 

He just had to come back and try to explain 

Cry for your daughter, Appalachian rain 

Mountains of sorrow, mountains of pain 

You'll never give for my baby a name 

My family's honor took it away 

Cry for your daughter, Appalachian rain 

I was washed in the blood of the river you filled 

Now the sound of a shotgun rings through the hills 

And the blood of her father runs through its veins 

Cry for your daughter, Appalachian rain 

Mountains of sorrow, mountains of pain 

You'll never give for my baby a name 

My family's honor took it away 

Cry for your daughter, Appalachian rain